[ ... This is why he wasn't scared of Hwylryn's larger, fearsome true form. The warm breeze feels nice, like a bunch of soft kisses against his cheeks, hands through his hair, eager to touch and hold. Siffrin scratches the dragon's scales idly, rolling his eye. ]

Way less. My family members don't deserve to be stuck there another "week", [ even if it doesn't technically pass, ] much less a century or three. And...

[ ... ]

I don't... want Raha to wait that long. Since he would, but... there's a lot he can miss, waiting. So I'd want him to... not wait, and to let himself accept those things even if it isn't me, but the thought-- makes me lonely, too. I'm glad he'd wait. But I don't want him to, that long.